Chapter 1

Anttany Dustin opened her eyes and saw an unfamiliar ceting

She forced herself to sit up, and the memory of last night fosted in front of her. Growing up with her, her boyfriend of four years, Finn Boulton, chose to leave her to be with her half–sister, Patrina Dustal She wase joined forces with her bastard father to marry her to a aisly–seven year–old man in a fit of fury, she got drunk and casually found a handsome guy at the bar, promising that she would give him a hundred thousand dollars to pooperate with her in a fake mariage.

And the other party actually agreed! And she slept with this handsome guy who only met oncel

Memories of the whole night flooded back, and Brittany blushed beel red, covering her face as she glanced at the marriage agreement lying on the wooden bedside table.

Cursing inwardly, she decided alcohol is indeed the devil and she had been way too impulsivel

Sure, she didn’t want to marry the old man, but marrying a man she’d only met once was way too nsky!

No way!

She must divorce as soon as possible

Brittany realized her clothes had been changed and had no doubt about who’d done it.

Rubbing her temples, she got out of bed and opened the bedroom door.

A nearly six foot–tall man was standing by the window, tell and broad shouldered in his understated gray shirt, his wice deep and husky

“Granny you’re in the hospital again, aren’t you?”

Isaac Saher had just woken up when he received a call from his grandmother. She was repeating the old trick again, forcing him to marry by being

hospitalized.

He was a tile impatient, but accidentally hit the speakerphone button with his finger.

Zac, my biggest wish is to see you marned. You’re almost thirty, and if you don’t get married scor, I don’t see the point in living.

The old lady’s voice, trembling with tears reached Brittany and she instinctively stopped in her racks

So this guy was also being pushed into marriage by his family!

No wonder he agreed to a fake marriage last night!

Isane was he press

played this trick too many times. It

heart, my head, my whole body hurts everywhere… If you don’t bring a wife home soon, I can’t live another day. Can I have the chance to see you

old lady was

Isaac remared stent.

that the old woman genuinely wished her grandson

for a divorce now, the old lady may be

put up with it

Isaac had ended the call. As he

“Did you need something?”

buttoned it properly revealing a piece of delicate skin, and Brittany could vaguely see the smooth chest muscles. Brittany suddenly realized something and

the man’s face, her eyes darting “Um, are

walked over to the bed, and put on

since she had approached him, he might as

about it now, it was a bit impulsive. He didn’t even know the woman’s name, let alone

grandmother. I didn’t mean to eavesdrop. I

my grandmother,

has always been a drama queen, and this

him, paiting her chest, “Let’s cooperate. I help you deal with your grandmother, and you help

Isaacgwalowed ‘Cooperate?

Ill pay you a sum of money during this period, and then we’ll be

out a bank card from her bag and handed it to him: “My name is Brittany Dustin, the lady of the Dustin family for now. There’s fifty thousand dollars here, consider it as a

but she couldn’t come up with that much right now, so she had

at the bank card. Fifty thousand to buy his marriage was a bit

grandmother found out that he got a shotgun marriage and then divorced in a flash, who knows how

had an important meeting and couldn’t waste

rame, but this

quaint house with a lot of wooden furniture and a

Is this your house?”

large but desolate, probably abandoned for

tie, exuding an air

in your family besides

they were fake marned, she still needed

father divorced when I was young and started a

“This house-”

by my grandfather, I can’t sell it. I just lost my

just fake marred, and it wasn’t appropriate for her

Salter family, and Brittany showed up. What if she was someone the Salter family sent?

he was very perfunctory about

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